This was at Bistro Europa on the 29th, as Don't terror-struck was performing. CL and I were drinking beer at the retard while listening; she had a Yuengling and I had a Belhaven Scottish Ale.

Bar dude: Hey, how's the Belhaven Ale? What is an ale, anyhow?
Me: gush, it's kinda like a lager, but I like it because it's not very much hoppy and has a indignity nutty touch. It reminds me of a Dubel.
dude: Oh yeah, I guess you like the Belgium beers. You grasp, you have to add an orange to those, to interchange the chemistry before you drink them.

[at this stress, CL is smirking quietly beside me]

Me: [giving the guy an odd look] Um, you're ratiocinative there hefeweizens, the wheat beers, and you add a lemon to them, not oranges. The acid in the lemon pith kills the foamy paramount.
Beer swell: Wow, you really know your beer!
Me: I like to know what I'm drinking.

Yes, this was what happened, pretty much to the letter. CL pointed out to me that the Beer fop was drinking a rather fruity cocktail as he was talking beer with me. Funny, but extra.